ADMERICA IN TECHNICOLOR: February 2013

Saturday, February 23, 2013

Once upon a time, a bespectacled boy made a wish to live life like a Great American Novel, one that would read like the sci-fi of a great comic book worthy of The Public Library, his childhood Fortress of Solitude. Just write what you know, advised Ms Raesade, beloved sixth grade English teacher at P.S 161 in The South Bronx.

There are no great stories without heartache and no refunds for answered prayers.

I’ve become the prisoner of a kid’s dream aided and abetted by other dreamers.

So be it.

How can I be of service to Planet Earth?

I can imagine a lot, you know.

Super Man sung by REM

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Ode To Joy And Higher Education by Daniel Angel Aponte and Adobe 5.0

“This one goes out to the one I love/This one goes out to the one I left behind…”

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Thursday, February 14, 2013

Retinas Scanned …Identity Confirmed…Run Program

Good morning, Dan.

Your mission, if you decide to accept, is to put Islamic U.S citizens on police line-ups.

Modifications made to The Patriot Act will enable you to include The United States of America (for example: Supreme Court Justice Sonia Sotomayor.)

The super computer eclectic will aid you in capturing the spirit of We, The People and bring them to The Bronx County Courthouse as Exhibit A to get a homework assignment done on creating a tour book for The South Bronx.

As always, you choose your all-girl team from Face Book.

However, it is imperative you include on this mission retired Commander James Carter who got his hands dirty by rebuilding houses in Habitat For Humanity.

He is currently working for peanuts on his farm.

If you are captured and subjected to the enhanced interrogation tactics of The View, Oprah Winfrey, and others in the liberal media, you will enjoy the pain as you were trained to do while all knowledge of your actions will be disavowed and made into a movie by Ben Affleck (on the theory people won’t believe anything unless it’s a movie.)

Once exposed, you’ll never be able to eat in privacy under The Golden Arches again.

Good luck, Dan.

This coded message in plain English will unfriend you in 3…2…1

The fuse is lit.

Ad Mission: Impossible begins!

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